Archie watches as Zephaniah leaves five minutes earlier. He walks up to the congregation up front as he walks up to the wine table looking for the prefect wine to quench the anxiety that choked him so terribly, his chest felt heavy against his ribcage.

Scanning through the long table stacked with diverse continental wine, he didn't take notice of the blue haired man at his side until the blue haired picked up the famous four cousins color red. Archie eyes went up at the same direction as he rose up the wine.

Their eyes met at that point, a faint but apparent sense of puzzlement struck between them.

"Umm, hi I'm...." Archie staggers but the stranger cuts in.

"Preston ross" the stranger says in that I got it right tone pointing his finger towards Archie.

"And your Michael stone, I'm guessing" Archie says smiling that he found his target so easily.

"How do you know me?"

"The same way you know me, being famous"

"Nice play" Michael says in good spirits.

"So what brings you here?" Archie asks.

"Same as your reason of course, the four cousins wine is quite lovely"

"I agree with no doubt but too sad, you got it first"

"Umm, don't be like that, we can share it... just you and me and some other colleagues"

"Sure it's good for me to tag along?"

"Yeah of course, it's just me, Fidel and Wilson"

"Alright" Archie says concealing the happiness that overwhelmed him as he found his main target.

Archie follows Michael at the back of him as they pass through few people till they got to the bar, a secluded area with its lightening a dark brown shade complimenting its polish shine brown furniture.

Where Archie set eyes on gathering of two powerful and most influential business men of LA chatting with staid expression showing prominent on their faces.

Archie took time to examine Wilson more. He was really young looking, maybe in his twenties but it was hard to tell if it was early or mid or even late who knows but from the slim symmetrical jaw line to his perfect body structure, it was right to saw it was flawless without blemish of any kind.

Just looking at him Archie could think of all the decisions he had to make to be who he is today, he had already faced the ruthless world of business and curiosity itched him to know how Wilson survived it all.

"Hey guys got the wine" Michael announced joyful as the bar was vacant only the four men and the bar man across the counter cleaning few big glass jars with a white cloth.

"And who is this" Archie assumed it was Fidel white that talked.

"His Preston ross, an upcoming business man. He needed some tips to improve his business so I thought Wilson could help him and it wouldn't hurt if he had a drink with us" Michael says as he winks to Archie.

"Okay, we can't talk on an empty stomach please can we get glasses to this table" Fidel says.

Shortly the glasses arrived and everyone had a sip in their slender glasses. As Michael stone raised his glass in mid air to make a toast.

"Toast to the ruthless world of business"

Archie, Fidel and Michael all click their glasses together except Wilson. Archie has tried to get his attention but just like Zephaniah, a living dead corpse. Then he realized he started thinking about her again.

He shakes his head as it could wear away thoughts about her just to focus on the mission.

"So about the arms license agency, it's a pending idea to take it fully to the black market" Archie says curiously waiting for Wilson to answer but Fidel ends up answering

"It will be nice because the profits there are higher but you know the risk you're taking now. Everyone you love will seriously be in danger"

"I don't think I have someone to love, sincerely speaking" Archie says.

"What of Linda grands" Michael asks with a brow raised.

"What about her?"

"I don't know you tend to be next to her often" Fidel says sipping his wine in an extraverted manner.

"gentlemen, I will love to continue the chit chat but I have unfinished business to attend to as for you Mr. ross be careful because things change and people leave, have a splendid evening then" Wilson finally says taking the last small gulp of his wine as he drops he glass on the table ready to take his leave.

"You can't leave!" Archie say in panic standing up with Wilson who perplexity is settled on his face as he gazes at Archie.

"And why is that?" Wilson asks simply in sheer amazement.

"Because...you haven't had the red rose wine, I heard it's a classic"

Archie says as he grabs a red decorated bottle from the barman and trip the glass of wine on Wilson.yhe innocent red liquid mixing with his once perfect tuxs. Luckily, Fidel and Michael react quickly so the wine didn't splatter to them but Archie wished it did rather than Wilson.

Archie suddenly felt a cold chill radiate from his head to the tippy toe of his feet. He feared what Wilson will do, will he throw him out of his party or worst find out he isn't who he said he is.

He avoids eye contact with all of them as he hears Wilson muscular voice echo in his ear

"We can call it a night now"

They all leave the bar one by one muttering some bitter words he was so happy he didn't hear what they said. He was devasted already. Once he was sure they all left including the barman who went to the back room to get a mop to clean up the mess. He quickly wore a hand glove concealing his finger print as he careful grabs the glass that Wilson held into a nylon proof bag and moves to the men room to wait for for Zephaniah.

He enters into a cubicle and locks it. Shortly he hears soft knocks on the door. He checks his wrist watch and sees its 9: 40 pm.

Zephaniah will be here very soon. He thought.

Hey bees!!! The next chapter is coming today so stay tuned!!!✨✨✨❤️